Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1887-06-11
DAVID AND GoLIAH.

Liz WuOlc kotUt6SUt(tTt GUlLOrldl IOrCG
was engaged this week in herculean
wrestling match with John Sherman,
the Knights of Labor, and in the vain
attempt to extricate party founding
from the mire ofstreet-corne-a and low
ward politics, in " hich he is hopeless.
ly foundering. 1t must have been a
serious matter with them, or it would
not have claimed so much of their
attention. To us it was a mere pass
ing notice, of so little Importance at
present that We'll " say nothing and
saw wood" bobbing up serenely again
at the right time. Meanwhile we are
open to engagements in our profess
sion, and if we can be of any service
to the needy and deserving, the only
thing necessary is to make your wants
known. The dignity of our calling
must be maintained, and we can not
fall SO far below our high standard of
perfection as to trail our robes in pc.
litical dust.
In their predicament they fall back
on the popularity of Berkeley's favor
ed son, Hon. Geo. M. Bowers, and lug
his name into print to pull themselves
out of the political rut. His influence
must be all-powerful, when lis known
that he was not in town at the time in
which they lay claim to his services.
THE HERALD is highly compliment
ed in the political paternity placed at
its doOr,-a bouncing young Ameri-
can statesman of 400 pounds majority
whom we expect yet to hear within
the halls of Congress. The poor States.
maan's whole-page efforts have brought
forth nothing-aye, LAG and 1874 hun.
bred weight less than nothing accord
ing to the political scale. That's the
cause of all its trouble. 1t is again in
labor, and from present indications
the results will be the same.
That's the reason we are not on the
war-path now. Our arms are folded
in peace and good will to everybody
and the rest of mankind. The olive
branch adorns our outer door, and
within the inner circle roses and for
get-me-notS are entwined around the
huge antlers upon our ink.horn. We
have tuned our Tyre to thoughts oflove
and beauty, and called upon the heav-
emily muse to send white-robed mes
sengers of song and mirth to inform
friend and foe that the Fourth of July
and Christmas are coming. The d.
vine bard wipes the mystic inspira.
ton from his brow, and closes his
eyes to dreams of old Huntsville and
monticello. The monkey walked him
with one turn of the " Crank" and
ground out this last rose of spring
poetry, set to the strains of a STATES
MANS funeral dirge:"-
Upon the street he passed me by
To-day, my bitter enemy.
My heart was full of bitterness,
Which 'twould have pleased me to ex-
press
In some way. 80 that he might know
In what contempt held my foe.
But better feelings DER me came:
My cheeks burned with the flush of
shame,
How could have been 90 unkind?
He might have trouble on his mind,
My heart was full of bitterness
His might be weighted with distress.
70 injure him had the will
His wife or children might be ill.
And they, his cherished ones must be,
AS dear to him as mine to me.
Thus musing 'twixt regret and shame,
To this conclusion there came
If we of one great family
Each form separate part,
There is no room for enmity
In any human heart.
And there should be none
tor SANDER and detraction,
and yet idle gossip seems to
nave nothing else to do but study |
up and circulate false reports. We |
believe in fair show to every man,
and especially in non-interference in
peoples private and personal affairs.
The victim offalse report is at the alb
solute mercy of every person who has
not that high christian virtue of chart
~ which does unto others as il would I
have others do unto them, and their
name is legion. The only remedy
against underhand attacks is to follow
the usual course of our lives openly
and fearlessly, and "live DOWN. in
eternity.